The snow falls fast in Normandy but the ground stays evergreenThe ides of March are creeping now but as yet remain unseenMy heart aches for my true love, she waits for me back homeBut I have found a love anew on the streets of Caen

The Cathedrals and the Abbeys stand like frozen prayersSpirits linger longingly in the tower of old Saint-PierreThe castle walls don a golden glow defended by the sunI think I may have lost my heart to the streets of Caen

Ring the bells for the living, ring the bells for the freeRing the bells for tomorrow, ring the bells for meRing the bells for your daughters, ring the bells for your sonsRing the bells just to hear them echo off the streets of Caen

The old ones recall darker days they hope the young will never knowIt's etched into their wizened eyes and tattooed on the cobblestonesAnd the wind whips through the alleyways, the spectral army marches onAnd you can clearly see why they gave it all for the streets of Caen

And the ladies are more beautiful than the rumors i had heardThey can leave you smoldering without so much as a wordAu Revoir is so hard to say still I must be traveling onBut someday i will return to the streets of Caen

Ring the bells for the living, ring the bells for the freeRing the bells for tomorrow, ring the bells for meRing the bells for your daughters, ring the bells for your sonsRing the bells just to hear them echo off the streets of Caen